Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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ON MY CHILD'S BIRTH-DAY. |
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ON MY CHILD'S BIRTH-DAY.
This is a day of hope, dear Child of mine,A day of heart rejoicings, for my deep
And winged thoughts soar joy-fraught, may Heav'n's care keep
Thee ever blessed and pure—and twine—and twine
Love's precious chains around thee! Mark how shine
The golden Summer Heavens—how laughing leap
The sparkling Sunbeams down the aëry steep,
'Twixt Sky and Earth—long may their light divine
Unshadowed gleam o'er thee—may no dull mist
I' the after days rise from thine own veiled thought,
Oh! may the wild winds blow even as they list,
But never have the power to bring sounds fraught
With terrible meanings unto thee—hark—hist—
What hints of Heaven this birth-day-breeze hath brought!
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